Have you heard lately that the State of Colorado has become the 21st state to ban the game of tag from their public schools? Yeah. No kidding.
The argument for this is that they believe this game to be too dangerous for the students to play during recess.
If you are from Colorado, I have a question for you: “What kind of sissies are you all raising out there?”
Now, I did part of my growing up in Colorado. I lived there from the sixth grade through the 11th grade, and never got hurt playing “tag”. We also had something called Jarts. You remember those? They were lawn darts! Sharp metal spikes with a handle and plastic fins so they could FLY!
We’d throw them at those hoola-hoops on the ground, and sometimes at each other (or the dog!). They didn’t stick too well in a tree, but we tried.
And we still turned out okay.
Here’s something else to think about:
Whoever that kid was that was tagged last……is still IT!!
I can imagine this individual about twenty years from now in their therapist’s office, upon reaching to the root of all their inner-most, deep seated problems and begin screaming…
”I’M STILL IT!!!”
Just something to think about.
It has occurred to me that some women will go to great lengths to color their hair, put on a bunch of make-up, wear false eye-lashes, get a fake spray-on tan, put on a wonder-bra and a pair of booty enhancing britches, and then still have the audacity to claim that they want to find a guy who will “appreciate the real her”!
Its okay to agree with me on this one guys, just don’t do it out loud, since your wife may hear you.
And from today’s news…….
The Indianapolis International Airport opened it’s new terminal today. Part of the new security system is a new type of x-ray scanning machine that you walk through. This new machine is equipped with 3-D imaging, so they get to see it ALL! In fact, the security people viewing the monitors for this new scanner are in a different area of the airport, far away from the actual machine. My guess is that it is so you can’t hear all the laughing, since they are basically seeing you naked as you pass through the scanner.
I’m thinking that the next time I fly, I may stop by an “adult” store first and by a couple of “questionable” items and keep them in my front pockets, just to freak out the security people while I pass through that new scanner.
“Oh my….!!! He’s got three…uh….!!!!”
Gee, I wonder if they allow those on the plane? I haven’t noticed them on the banned items list.
Okay, maybe I won’t do that, since I just can’t bring myself to visit one of those kinds of stores.
Oh well. I live in Indiana where a kid can still be a kid, so